The battle over flesh and blood cannot compare to the battle for the heart.

If Slater were someone else, Kevin would merely be the poor victim of a horrible plot. Unless he was killed by Slater, in which case he would be the dead victim of a horrible plot

Knowing you’re worthless doesn’t give you value any more than knowing you are a captive sets you free.

Grow up? Get herself straightened out? Her mind reeled from the verbal battering. No matter what she did, her father would tell her she was wrong. Worthless. Undeserving.

For me, writing is an experience. It's an exercise in which I want to discover myself by taking my characters to the edges of human experience, to the edges of themselves and then, asking certain questions - about love, what does it mean to love? What's beauty? What is true beauty?

Dust to dust, ashes to ashes. Halleluiah amen, you are dismissed.

And to understand how love unfolds, you must understand how Elyon loves.